This past summer I came home from college to stay with my parents for vacation. I'm 21 and the first week I was here I met a man seven years older at the gym. We were in the sauna at the same time and started talking. He was honest and open from the beginning [our conversation was purely platonic at the time] telling me he was recently divorced [2 years prior] and had an 8 year old daughter. After some chatting about that and everything from football, what we do for a living, and my being previously engaged with my high school sweetheart that ended last Christmas Eve , he asked me if I wanted to go out for a movie. I decided against it, but we continued to talk whenever we saw each other at the gym. Chats in the sauna turned into matches on the tennis court, which eventually led to a dinner--which in turn lead to more.
I had made it clear on the first day that my heart is still hurt from my past relationship and that after being with with someone for 4+ years, I want to enjoy my youth and not get serious with another just yet. And of course, being previously married and with child--I assumed he felt the same way.
After weeks of tennis matches, pool days, movie nights, dinners, and sleepovers...I managed to keep content with the idea of this being a summer fling.
As casual as it was, I believe I grew to like him more than I was willing to admit.
We both left at the end of summer and that was supposed to be the end of it, but he continued to call and ended up visiting me at college a couple times. The last night we spent together was more romantic than any other dinner we had during the summer. He held my hand, held me close while we were walking--he even wrote my name in the sand!
After sex that night, I confessed that I would miss him when he left--despite everything I said during the summer about not wanting anything serious and treating everything as a casual thing. [I wanted to divulge more about it, but wanted to see where he stood]
His response wasn't the best, but then again it wasn't the worst. I feared that opening up would scare him away, but he said that he felt the same way. We spent practically all of summer together and he said he would always remember it.
He left the next morning and that was the last we spoke to each other.
I haven't contacted him, nor has he contacted me. It's been almost three weeks.
I wonder if I scared him away with my heart-to-heart or if he was only in it for the sex?

--Fooling him or fooling myself?